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In all honesty, i'm actually trying hard to cultivate a sleep pattern at the moment. Which was why today, there was complete avoidance of nana-napping or anything that resembled anything less than total verticality of body.

Given last night's rather late and tad intoxicated forays, this was quite the effort. The reward I justified, would be the dead tiredness and desire to marry my pillow that I would be feeling, oh, right about now. Which is of course, why i'm attending dutifully to this blog right now. Growl.

Went to Ben's warming of house last night, which contributed in part to the sleeplessness and slightly off centre sense of reality. Its a mad cute little joint and more importantly I want to marry his pizza man, or at least have him (or her) deliver to whatever part of the world I so happen to be in. Had some good giggles there and forgot how long its been since i've seen certain people all in a room together at once. Whilst the categorisation of friends and memories, times and places is not strange, the evocation of feelings as a result is always an odd phenomenon.

From Ben's we headed to a party for one of Kaitlyn's Alex's (henceforth to be known as Kalex - cause I like it) friends. Lots of bad dancing, lots of weird men in phat pants, lots of red wine sans glasses. And, for the second time in not so many weeks, an overabundance of cops. First time (at the actual party) granted, was probably somewhat justified, it was 3am and there was a lot of noise and more importantly a lot of randoms and smashing of glass. The second time however (at Xander's place) was a little more puzzling, exactly how four people, a PS3, tea, bad 80's glam rock and some really, really tight pants constitute a noise complaint is a little outside my realm of understanding. Nevertheless an interesting night, with kudos to Xander's couch, his eagerness to supply tea and the weird berry jam you can only get from Ikea. :)

So, now, as a result, sleep beckons. Or at least it should. In the meantime i'm jotting aimlessly and letting my consciousness stream wildly with ideas for the little challenge film that could. The one that could, probably should and yet is still highly doubtful. One thing of many to work on this week. Excellent.

So...

I haven't posted in a while.

Life feels like the shutter speed mechanism in an old camera at the mo', principally and aesthectically cool but in reality mechanical down to the last whir.

I'm SO over Sydney. I want to escape. Somewhere. Anywhere.

In the meantime, certain people are keeping life that little bit less predictable atm. Chas may not reign, but i'm glad to see its still competiting for attention. :)